Wednesday, 4 November 2015

Time
was when I wrote longhand, heard w. gleepraise for this "almost
C18",& wd, to ease the hand strain, which was gt,C18ly
abbreviate,w/o the aim you charge, of seeming cool.Altho' I
tk to email as a tool,I'm one whom loss of scope for longhand
vexed.I do it w. predictive when I txt.

This was written in October 2012 for a competition organised by the magazine The liner. The theme was that of letters. The poem achieved publication of a sort when I posted it on a friend's Facebook page, as a comment on a picture she had shared; then, being opportunistic, I went to the picture itself, by Julia Quinn, and posted the poem as a comment there.